town (A-town) Mi nigga game (Comptown) You know, its westside (G-G-G-G) in this bitch They want (G-G-G-G-G-G Unit) to get that ass hit They wanna get
from Compton remember You gotta be out your motherfuckin mind Ask KaySlay, ask Clue, ask Whoo Kid, ask Funk Flex I'll murder anyone of you motherfuckers G-G-G-G-Unit
life is a movie you aint a factor you a actor fifty gave you a script went from runnin with the bloods to a g-unit crip whats a g-unit crip? not a gang
G-Unit monkeys Call the cops, I'm still 100 miles an runnin' Then call the God and tell him that your ass is comin' [Chorus:(The Game)] Out in the streets
Philadelphia know that you'se the fool You gonna make me, make Jay lose his cool [chorus] (The Game) First buddens, the bleek, then the whole g-unit
(Demon Voice) New Jersey Devil (the game) Yeah muthafuckers It's the muthafuckin Game gu, gu,...gu,gu,gu,gu, G-Unit I got a hundred guns and a hundred
singin',lets get back to some killa shit 2x) [Hurricane Game] Step up in the club they like who you wit, I'm signed to Dr. Dre not G-Unit, Red rag in
(Demon Voice) Nu Jersey Devil (the game) Yeah muthafuckers It's the muthafuckin Game gu, gu,...gu,gu,gu,gu, G-Unit I got a hundred guns and a
red bandana) [outro] yeah mother fuckers chuck taylor o you thought I forgot about that alias huh im going back to my roots g-unit is dead as a staff
of dreams I got my L.A. Dodger fitted on, I'm doin' my thing Got me fuckin' with G-Unit, you know the drama that bring I got niggaz in Westside Compton
nigga. G-G-G-G-G G-G-G-G-G-G-Unot! G-Unit is now officialy over. You can mail back your CD's, apparel, headbands, G-Unit spinner replicas and G-Unit shoes
a broke nigga take somethin' So I gotta keep the fo'-fifth with no safety button G-Unit get that money, I know some artists is starvin'' But play the game
Let me in [50 cent] Yeah, Its 50 cent, Young Buck G-g-g-g-g-G-UNIT! We get the club jumpin' from beginning to the end Go shawty, we back up in this
out G-Unit, is in the motherfuckin house [Snoop Dogg - *echoes*] Oh shit! (DPG) Yeah, haha It's the motherfuckin DPG G-G-G-G Unit! Can you believe it
with a head trip I'm talkin to all the Bloods and all the Crips Throw down your rag and get on the right track, man It's time to fight, unite and be a
lets get back to some killa shit (x2) [Verse 1 - The Game] Step up in the club they like who you wit I'm signin' Dr. Dre not G-Unit Red rag in my pocket
G-Unit monkeys Call the cops, I'm still 100 miles an runnin' Then call the God and tell him your ass is comin' [Chorus: The Game] Out in the streets
Do We Wit The Game And He Sick Yea I Keep The Thang On My Hip And I Aim To Draw Blood Like A Blood When He Bang At A Crip You Should Neva Bite The Hand